The Bookish Scholar of the Red Mansion

Chapter 130 Xiangling Extra: After the Rain

A bright orchid hangs on the pillow in the east of the jade building, and the clouds and haze shine on the rainbow at night. Sighing, the wind is blowing everywhere in the world, and the morning dew in the bright pool should meet.

————Book friend Wang Cocoon

Fireworks bloomed in bunches, and those red, blue, green, and silver rays of light swept through the long dark night, making the monotonous and empty room seem a bit special.

Putting her hands on the horizontal frame of the wooden window, Zhen Yinglian stopped and thought, but she couldn't find anything to recall from the past.

In her short life, the person who appeared the most was Xu Mazi, but the people she met the most were abducted children.

The two groups intertwined into a picture as dark as ink, but in the picture there were lotus lanterns floating away along the long and silent river.

Xu Mazi was not in the habit of taking care of children. The children he abducted would only stay for a day or two, and would last for half a month or a month. All of them would be sold.

During this period, the children naturally cried and fussed endlessly, but he didn't like to listen, and would often use fists, kicks, and threats.

The most important thing to do was to beat up a few and then sell them directly to the beggar gangs in various cities.

After Yinglian starts to understand a little, she will take care of these children silently. She would remember the names of some children who sold quickly. If she could stay for a while, she would secretly share some of her food and try her best to take good care of him.

At first, some children thought she was Xu Mazi's accomplice and often scolded her together. But after getting along for a long time, she was always called "sister, sister".

The more this happens, the more painful it is for Zhen Yinglian.

There is nothing more painful than watching someone you know sell out.

Zhen Yinglian also thought of a way. Although Xu Mazi would always leave two people to look after the house every time he went out to abduct people. But when someone finally gets distracted, she seizes an opportunity and helps a little sister escape.

"Sister, won't you come with me?"

It was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and both Zhen Yinglian and the little girl named Wen knew it.

At that time, they were both eleven and seven years old.

"Sister, come escape with me." Wen Yatou took her sister's hand. Although she was not as good-looking as Zhen Yinglian, she was pretty and smart. Xu Mazi had always wanted to sell her for a good price, so he let the two of them wait until This opportunity, "I will take you home to find my parents, and we will live together in the future."

Zhen Yinglian looked at the doorway she finally found, feeling lost in thought for a while.

Wen Yatou had only been here a few days, and she didn't know many people in the house, but she recognized all the other abducted children.

Finally, she shook her head, "I can't leave. If I leave, Xu Mazi will beat the other children to death."

"You should leave quickly. If you can remember me, bring your parents back to save us."

"It's already this time, sister, why do you care what others do." Wen Yatou strongly advised, "If you miss this opportunity, there will be nothing else in the future..."

"I can't harm anyone, I don't want to harm anyone. Sister, please leave quickly." Zhen Yinglian was indescribably stubborn and just pushed the girl named Wen to crawl out of the dog hole.

"Remember, if you find your parents, bring them to rescue me."

"Don't worry, sister, as long as I find my parents, I will definitely bring them back to rescue you."

Girl Wen's voice finally came from outside the door wall.

As the footsteps faded away, the young Zhen Yinglian leaned against the cold wall, letting go of the anxiety in her heart.

She couldn't help but hope that Sister Wen would bring her parents and come over to save all the children in the house.

That night, when Xu Mazi came back, he saw that one child was missing and became very angry.

After learning that it was Yinglian who let the man go, he grabbed a boy on the spot and beat him to death in front of Yinglian, who was frightened and crying.

"Remember, this child died because of you. It was you who killed him."

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The sudden visit of the old woman and the whispers outside the door interrupted Yinglian's thoughts.

"Open the door."

"Hey, good mother, come and see the girl inside again."

"Talk a lot, is there any movement inside?"

"Don't worry. The windows are all nailed shut. Even if she gets wings, she won't be able to fly out."

As the lock was removed, the door opened gently, and the MILF slowly walked into the house, closing the door behind her with both hands.

The old woman looked at the figure who didn't turn around, and couldn't help but sigh, "Good girl, do you know what Xu Mazi went out to do tonight?"

Seeing that Miss Zhen's eyes were finally attracted, the old woman sat down on her seat and said, "I don't know how many children from good families are going to suffer from this."

Zhen Yinglian's face darkened when she heard this, and she lowered her head in confusion, as if she had done something wrong.

The old woman saw this and couldn't help but lamented, "Silly girl, you are like a mud Buddha crossing the river. You can't protect yourself. Why are you worried about other people's children?"

The old lady undoubtedly likes Zhen Yinglian, not only because of her otherworldly appearance, but also because of her clean-as-a-blank personality. The old lady was once very curious as to how Zhen Yinglian, who was trapped in a den of thieves, could have such a kind character.

Manchunyuan is a women's grave, and I have seen many women who sold themselves here in half my life. Needless to say, he is seeking death and survival. If he had a stronger temperament, he would be killed in front of her.

If you meet someone who is submissive and willing to accept the situation after a while, there is no need to look down on the other person with a high attitude. It is not easy to survive in this world, so why bother yourself and God.

It is precisely because she has seen these two types of people that the old woman can see Zhen Yinglian's difference more and more.

Zhen Yinglian's difference is not that she makes a fuss about her own experience. But when she is stuck in the quagmire, she still sympathizes with the suffering of others and has a minimum expectation for her own tomorrow.

When people live to a year old, they will always look at some qualities differently. The old woman stepped forward and held Zhen Yinglian's hand, and couldn't help but said: "Good child, why don't you think about it again, talk to Xu Mazi, and say that you want to stay with your mother. As long as you nod and persuade Xu Mazi to ask for less money, your mother will treat you like her own daughter in the future."

The old woman really likes Yinglian and thinks she will become the most famous courtesan in Yangzhou.

Yinglian's natural loving temperament must attract many men.

How could such a treasure fall into Xu Mazi's hands?

God is really blind.

"I see Xu Mazi is in such a hurry to go out, I'm afraid he wants to take you to Jinling in the next two days. You might as well take advantage of tonight to think about whether it's better to follow me or Xu Mazi."

"Don't dream of being bought as a wife. For people like us, it's the kindness of the grandmother to be a concubine. You haven't seen the dirty tricks of women in the backyard. If this woman wants to punish you, I'm afraid ten men can't compare to her."

"You might as well stay with your mother and make some money. When you are old, your mother will give you freedom. You don't have to live under someone else's roof when you go out, okay?"

Zhen Yinglian listened silently, without answering or refusing.

She knew that for her, it didn't make much difference whether she followed Xu Mazi or the old woman. It was just going from one hell to another.

"Think about it again. If you really leave me, you will have no chance to come back. Those mansions of wealthy families are not necessarily better than our Chunlou. You have someone to serve you here, so you are still half a master."

"I know you are still hoping that you will meet someone who can save you from the sea of ​​suffering. But think about it yourself, is there really such a person in the world?"

"Just this little time tonight, think about it yourself."

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When the fireworks were about to end, Zhen Yinglian was being led by Xu Mazi and others to flee.

Her cheeks were a little hot and painful, which was the slap from Xu Mazi's brother, because she insisted on asking Xiaohu and their names before she was willing to leave.

"Xiaohu, Niuniu. Niuniu, Xiaohu."

In order to worry that she would forget, she kept reciting their names in her heart even on the way to escape.

There were not many fireworks in the night sky, and only a bunch of them would appear occasionally, and only a general light could be seen, which was far less sensational than before.

Xu Mazi took her all the way to the river bank. I don't know how they discussed it. They just took a piece of wood and pushed people into the water.

The river water in winter is so biting cold. Yinglian couldn't stop shivering just after entering the water. She couldn't swim, so she could only struggle to hold the wood board.

As she moved forward slowly, she suddenly noticed that the fireworks light blocked by the dark roof was quietly reflected on the river surface. Along with them, there was also a brilliant starry sky.

Miss Zhen secretly looked around. Xu Mazi and others were concentrating on escaping, as if they didn't see this scenery.

She couldn't help but take the opportunity to quietly slow down her pace, letting herself half hold the wood board and drift quietly on the river.

The simple dress spread out in the water like a lotus leaf, and the stars and the moon were reflected in the river and in her eyes.

Do you want to let go?

Yinglian was already a little out of breath, not only because of the rope around her neck, but also because of the burden of a long fate.

Are my parents really still alive?

Do I really have my own home in this world?

If I find them, will they like me?

Floating quietly on the lake, she suddenly didn't care about anything.

It was as if the gods in the sky were pushing away the obstruction of the nebula, and stretched out a hand to gently stroke her head.

"Stay, there will be no pain if you stay."

One by one, the fingers were gradually loosened.

She was a little hesitant in her heart, but also a little relaxed and happy.

All expectations and hopes will end with this fireworks.

In the next life, if I meet this person who sets off fireworks, I have to say "thank you" to him.

The sound of tiny footsteps sounded from both sides.

"Everyone, come ashore and chat."

In an instant, the firelight like daylight was everywhere, and a group of people surrounded a young man, standing quietly on the shore.

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“Sister, sister,” Xiaohu, who was rescued, took Miss Zhen’s hand, pointed at the person in front, and said, “Big brother is the one who set off fireworks for us.”

On the way out of the city, Zhen Yinglian was a little surprised. She looked at the figure in the distance in the direction of Xiaohu’s finger. Just then a gust of wind blew by, and she couldn’t help but wrap her cloak tightly around her body. The other person also sneezed in the cold wind.

“When I get back, I’ll tell big brother to give me some fireworks. I’ll set them off for Niuniu and sister.”

“It’s okay, Xiaohu. I heard there will be fireworks tomorrow.”

“Really?”

Zhen Yinglian nodded. She remembered that he said so.

Finally, this chapter of the extra chapter is completed, hahahahahahahahahaha.

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